UNTOUCHABLE (Siri's Saga Book 1) (40 page)

"I'm glad you waited. I tried in Vegas, but damn, your security detail is tough. And when I thought I was finally going to have you, you fucking vanished."

"Only to be delivered to you."

He laughs. "In a perfect way. When you walked across that parking lot, I couldn't believe it was you. Then you flashed that beautiful pussy at me and I saw stars."

I giggle again.

He takes my hands, kisses them, and spins me away. He stands in one place, moving to the rhythm, doing a sexy side to side rock as he spins me, twirls me, and holds my hand while I dance a sexy salsa step for him. When he pulls me back into his arms again, he says, "Wild Thang, you make every thang groovy."

"You know, you really are a fantastic dancer! By far, the sexiest dance partner I have ever shared the floor with. And that's saying something, trust me on that." I wink up at him.

He smirks, but I feel his body tense. "Thanks. I had a fantastic teacher."

"Who?"

"My Nonna taught me. She was a dancer too, kinda like you." He tightens his hold on me. "It's been a long time since I danced."

"Why? I know you enjoy it."

"Yes, I do. Very much." He pauses then takes a deep draw of air. "She was the last person I danced with."

"Aurei, what happened?"

"She died of a heart attack as we walked off the dance floor. I saw her crumple."

"Oh my … I am so sorry!" I murmur, putting my face in his chest and holding on for dear life to him.

He chuckles. "It's ok, Sweet Thang." He kisses the top of my head. "That's just life. But I haven't danced again because I haven't wanted to dance with anyone else, until you."

"Aurei, I am so honored!"

As the song winds down, he sways with me enjoying the dance. At the exact same time, we say to each other. "This never felt so good." Which makes us both crack up. We walk off laughing together, arm in arm.

Back at the table, everyone is grinning at us. Paul says to me. "Congrats." I smirk at him.

Steve says, "You broke the spell. Give us a hug." But he looks into Aurei's eyes. "Never mind. I'm good."

I laugh. "Nothing personal, but I have a rule. Rule #1: No touching."

He looks at Aurei. "Did she tell
you
that?"

Aurei leans over me, draping his arms around my shoulders and laughs in my ear at Steve. "Of course not."

I love that sound. The sound of a rumble of thunder having fun.
I turn my face to see his eye crinkle.
Perfection.
I kiss his cheek and he squeezes me.

A girl comes over to us. She stands across the table and smiles, first at Aurei, then at me. She silently lays a $20 down and walks away.

Scarlet, who is still sitting on Paul's lap, reaches into her pocket, pulls out a $20 and tosses it on the table too. "You won our bet, Siri."

"What exactly was the bet?"

"We had a bet that the girl who danced with Aurei would collect a $20 from all the girls who tried and failed."

A group of 5 girls walk over and all throw $20's down too, while an actual line starts to form. Some say to me. "Good for you." Others tell Aurei. "I hope she makes you happy. You deserve to be." Some only say. "Congrats, and good luck."

Resa and her group come by too. "I hope I'm there to see Ruth's face when she hears that you won. She bet everyone double that it would be her, so she owes you $40." She knuckle bumps me and I give each of the girls one.

I smirk at Aurei. "I told you so."

He rolls his eyes. "Girl's and their drama."

I laugh. "I told you they were playing games for you."

The jack pot continues to grow. Steve takes it on himself to be the banker. He stacks it neatly and keeps count as they file by. He tells each of them his name, and that he is available. Some of the girls give him their digits.

The stack of money is getting high. "Damn, Aurei. Looks like everyone here has asked you."

He swoops me off the chair, sits down, then sits me in his lap. "I don't remember telling this many girls no, but I guess I did."

When it appears the last one has come and gone, Steve tells us over 100 girls ponied up. "That calls for a toast!" He pours us all a stiff drink from the Crown Royal bottle. When we are ready, he stands. "Here's to Happy, Happy, Happy!" That cracks us all up and we clink glasses laughing.

Gaby comes back to tell us that the whole place is buzzing about me. "A mysterious woman named Seary has captured Mr. Untouchable's heart."

Aurei smirks at me and rubs my back, playing absentmindedly with my halter strap. "A wild, mysterious woman."

She checks her text. "My boss is here."

"Good." I kiss Aurei. "We can thank him for the VIP table and the bottle of Crown, then get that booty call."

Gaby says, "He didn't believe us when we told him you were here, Seary."

I frown at her. "Why you tell your boss I was here? Isn't he just thanking me for the idea I had tonight?"

"Because he would want to know."

"Why?"

"Because … you're Seary! We recognized you from the picture on his desk."

I am stunned. My mouth opens and closes a couple of times, but I can't put the words together to ask any questions.

Aurei bails me out. "Who's your boss?"

She points behind me. "He is." Everyone turns to look at who has walked up.

"G'Day, Mates." He says to us in his Australian accent.

I jump up. "Clay! Oh my gosh! It's so good to see you!"

"I'm gobsmacked! It is you! Who would have thought I would find my lost Sheila here in my own club in fifty k's south of Woop Woop, Al…a…bama?"

I kiss my palm and he kisses his then we slap them together and drag them apart.

"Ga day Cobber." He says to me with affection.

"What on earth are you doing here? No wait. Don't tell me. You won this club at the poker table?"

"Aaa, I did." He laughs. "I came to see you last visit, but they told me my Sheila wasn't dancing, so I hit the tables. I won it on an all in bet. But what on earth, as you say, are you doing here?"

"This is my home."

"No, Seary. Vegas is your home. This is where your oldies raised you?"

Paul and Steve exchange confused looks.

"Yes. Gosh it's good to see you but I've forgotten my manners, let me introduce you."

He looks past me to Aurei. "I see you have made an exception to Rule #1. Who's the luckiest Bloke in the world?"

I turn to Aurei. "Aurei, I want you to meet Clay Quiqley. Clay this is Aurei Moore." Aurei stands sizing Clay up.

Clay is a handsome specimen in his early 30's with brown hair and soft sexy big curls. He is always tan and his smile is always sincere.

I touch Aurei's arm and he looks at me. "Clay was my first …" I look over at Steve and Paul, who have been taking every thing in. "Clay was my first appointment and he has been booking appointments with me and Lei ever since."

Aurei's eyes register my words.

"I'm her number one fan, Mate." Clay smiles at Aurei as he offers his hand to shake.

Aurei grasps it and says in full alpha male mode. "Not any more. I'm #1."

Clay's eyes register the innuendo. He cuts them at me and I casually expose my hickey. He slaps Aurei on the back. "That's Bonzer, Mate! I'm truly happy for you. So she's given you the naughty?"

"Clay!" I'm shocked that he would just come right out with it.

He laughs, raising his eyebrows. "So she has!" Then he winks at me. "She is quite the special Sheila."

"Yes, she has, and yes, she is really something special."

I beam at the two of them. "Clay, these are Aurei's Cobbers, Paul and Steve. And this is Scarlet, my new friend."

They all say. "Hello. Nice to meet you."

Clay spies the stacks of money on the table. "What have I missed? Have you been dancing?"

I laugh. "I won a bet tonight among the local girls."

"Dance or Bloke?"

"Both."

"That's some Big Bikkies for a small club like this. Must have been one hell of a dance."

"It was a long standing bet."

"That's too much cash to walk out of here in your pocket. Let me bank it for you."

"Sure." I tell him. "That would be fantastic."

Aurei extends Clay an invitation. "Please join us."

Clay pulls up a chair and sits. He tells us how he won the club only to find out it's struggling. He flew in to check it out earlier that day. "Imagine my surprise when I got the call you were here. He looks around the place and sees the stripper poles. "I see we have poles to work with. That's a plus, eh mate?"

"Yes, but they are too high and too far away to be effective." I answer.

Paul looks up too. "This used to be a Gentleman's club. Can you bring that back at least a couple of nights a week?"

"Don know, Mate. What's the local talent like? If you don have good dancers, it won't matter." Clay explains.

I clap my hands together. "Clay, I have the perfect plan."

Everyone turns to look at me.

"Let me talk to Cat and Bart for you. They have always had a problem with dancer burnout. This would be an ideal place to send the girls for a much needed vacation. We live right here at the World's Most Beautiful Beaches. They could come get some fun and sun, some R & R, and work your bar on rotation."

Everyone is silent.

"They could use this place as a testing ground for new routines. And not only that, but when I talked to Cat last, she told me Laura was pregnant. Maybe she would like to move here and raise her kid away from Vegas. You could hire her to manage it all for you. She could run the bar and help the girls work any kinks out of any new routines here, without the pressures of Vegas."

Clay beams at me. "Holy-dooly! That's a fantastic idea, Seary!"

I smile. "It's just logical. If you want, I'll text her tomorrow for you and let you know what they think."

Aurei says firmly. "You're busy tomorrow."

"Oh…, yes, we are." I grin at him. Turning to Clay, I offer. "I'll text her next week."

"Perfect! Just give me a tingle then."

Aurei says to both of us. "I'll text you what they think." Which makes everybody laugh.

"Sure, Mate. Jess has my … digits." He looks at me. "Listen, I'm tired from the flight. Those white sands are calling me, but I had to come see for myself that you were really here." He looks to Gaby. "Gaby girl, do take this cash to my office for Seary." Then he stands and nods his head to me. "As usual, it has been an incredible evening in your company."

"Likewise, my old friend."

He kisses his palm and I kiss mine and this time we shake hands. He pats Aurei on the shoulder as he turns to walk away. "You're the luckiest Bloke in the world."

"Affirmative."

"Hooroo!" He says as he walks off.

Paul, Steve and Scarlet look at the two of us. Paul speaks first. "Vegas? You are from Vegas?"

"Yes. I'm a dancer in a club out there."

Scarlet slaps the table. "Well that fucking explains a lot! I've never seen anyone dance like you before. Which club?"

"Been Jammin'."

"Fucking A! That's the premier night club out there! Wow! You're a celebrity!"

"No. I'm not a celebrity, but I've danced for some."

"Cool! I love Vegas!" She asks Paul. "Have you ever been to Sin City?" She doesn't wait for his answer. "I love it there! The gambling, the slots, the shows, the night clubs!" He pulls her to him and kisses her to shut her up.

Steve looks at Aurei. "Is that how you two really met?"

"No." Aurei says firmly to Steve. "We really met in the apartment building."

"But you saw her in Vegas?" Paul asks as he ends the kiss.

"Yes. I saw her dance there before we met here."

"When?" Steve asks.

"On my trip in November."

Paul smiles. "Ok then. This didn't just happen. You checked her out."

Scarlet giggles. "You're a celebrity! That's so fucking cool!"

I tell her again. "I'm not a celebrity."

"Around here, you are! And what about that Aussie dude? He's hot! I'd do him! Gaby, have you done him?"

Gaby slides onto Steve's lap and says to Scarlet. "No, but isn't he fucking awesome? I just love his accent."

Steve rolls his eyes. "He looks a little wormy to me."

She giggles. "Not everyone can be the stud you are Steve-o." He puts his hand on her ass.

Scarlet stands. "Can I have a pic of us all?"

Steve and Gaby stand behind us. Paul and Scarlet sit on the floor in front of us. I sit curled up on Aurei's lap. She snaps the 'usie.'

"Perfect. Thanks!"

Steve instructs Gaby. "Go put that money away. It's starting to make me nervous."

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